Kind of a funny story to share, but I'm not sure if I should find humor in my friend's pain.
Iris and her boyfriend have been together for quite some time. They've been pretty open to each other about everything from what I understand. Engaged, in love, the works.
This morning, Iris had left for work but she forgot her make-up. She's the road rager you'll find on the road in the morning doing her make-up while she's driving with her knee and almost kills you in order to look pretty. Granted, she's very pretty, so maybe you'll be more understanding of her bad habits.
She turned around and headed to the house. She would never be the same.
She went to the bathroom and picked up her to go kit, but she heard moaning in the room, and then male grunting. She stood confused for a moment. She put her ear to their bedroom door.
. . . PORN!!!
She always knew that most guys have their happy time, but not her man. This is something us women will often convince ourselves of---all guys pleasure themselves, but not MY guy. It's a fantasy world that we enjoy living in.
She left their house, went to work and muddled through her day. She's at my place in stunned silence. If he had murdered someone I think he'd be in less trouble. Her ego is dented. She thought all the kinky stuff she did was sufficient, but apparently not.
Oh, boy.
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